2001/sunny

Sitting in the sunny
spot, like a cat.
My rocking chair
and stool squeezed
in a space
which puts me
up close to the
French doors onto
the deck.
The orioles are back
and have been flying
into the palm.
I do not see
them now,
but hear other
birds singing,
glad for this bright Sunday
and yesterday’s unexpected
spring rain.

4/18/01